wherever you go, there you are

i'm full of excitement, anxiety, stress, melancholy, and relief.
i've never done this before and i'm really scared.
i quit my job, which terrifies me as much as it makes me oh-so-happy.
my mind won't stop racing.
i know i need support but i'm too proud to ask.
and the people who are seemingly so close to me, don't seem to want to encourage my goals.
to them " new york isn't that cool, it's all in my head."
of course it's in my head, if i have experienced it, i trust myself (i think?) to make an adult decision as to whether or not it will be good for me.
i'm straddling two coasts right now and neither one feels like home.